Human puts several ice cubes in dogs' water dish because it is extremely hot today. Human thinks she is doing a *good thing*...

First dog, whom we shall name Faust for privacy purposes, exitedly runs over to said bowl to check out the contents... and comes to a dead stop, suspiciously eyeing said ice cubes. After careful and repeated sniffing at the bowl Faust decides to drink around those strange cold cubes, but by now they have begun to melt a little, and they keep floating in the general direction of his mouth.Lots of barking at the icy intruders ensues.

Human thinks this is hilarious and giggles.

Since the barking has no visible affect on the ice cubes Faust attempts to circle the enemy in a half-crouch, combined w/lots of growling and air-pawing. This is then followed by several play bows, because... "if you can't fight'em - join'em", and who needs hostility in this heat anyway... right?

Human is by now laughing out loud and making fun of the dog.

Enter second dog, whom we shall call Seppel for above-mentioned privacy purposes. Seppel was peacefully napping until he was rudely awakened by said commotion caused by ice cubes, barking, and laughing.Seppel stalks over to the water bowl, assesses the situation, and in a matter of two seconds paws out every single ice cube and shoots them across the kitchen floor. This also causes most of the water to exit the freakin' bowl in the process.Faust eagerly starts licking the last three remaining drops out of the water dish.Seppel grumbles, and plops back on his pillow to resume his nap.

Human is no longer laughing, and is busy mopping up a gallon of water that seems to have spread rapidly pretty much all over the house, and even on some of the walls. Human also realizes just how slippery ten ice cubes can be and curses up a storm worthy of a sailor.

Yeah, I should've known better... Sepp does not tolerate any foreign objects in any of the dog bowls. Last year a bug fell into his food, and I picked up half-ground chicken on the porch for days - he is a flinger...

amazincc wrote:Yeah, I should've known better... Sepp does not tolerate any foreign objects in any of the dog bowls. Last year a bug fell into his food, and I picked up half-ground chicken on the porch for days - he is a flinger...

That is classic!! Ino just runs away!! He had a house fly land on his bowl once when he was eating and he hauled ass into the bedroom and kept peeking around the corner to see if it was still there!! He has thin hair so the deer flies here tear him up and they are relentless, so since he can't distinguish a house fly from a deer fly, all are equally evil!!